Shouldn't Have Kissed You.

chapter 31

Dedicated to @harleemarh_

Is there a day that her life will ever be a happy one? It seemed like even natural was against her birth the day she came to this world. She had allot of haters than lovers and she had gotten used to it. Or maybe she thought.

To be honest, no one gets used to people hating you. And there is one, then they just pretend. Pretend to be okay when they're not. To be content when they want more. They want to be appreciated for whatever the have done and not to be seen as the haters see them.

Anyway, what was her mistake? What had she ever done to be treated like this? First, she grew up with a hating father. A man who could not hide his feels for and worse was when her birthday would arrive. Like the day she broke a glass?

That day was her birthday. It was her day to celebrate with her one of the many Nanny's and her big brother who had asked the nanny to help since he was also young. Her dad wasn't around as always on her birthday. That's when he preferred to be in the hospital instead of see her ugly face and he would remind her over and over again.

But when it came to her brother's birthday, he would be around. In fact, he would be the one arranging things for him in order to be the perfect, no, perfect isn't the word, but the best birthday of the year. It would cause him million but he didn't care about that. It was for his only precious kid.

As for the gifts, he would get the best for his son when she, she got nothing since she learnt about people getting presents in this world. Of course, her brother would be generous enough to share his presents with her which she couldn't refuse.

It made her feel like a charity box but she had no other choice. She couldn't hurt his feelings when he wanted to share with her. Then it just happened that she had to take an extra glass that her nanny had forgotten on the counter. She wasn't tall for her to reach the counter well but she could manage. And so she stood on her toes and stretched her hand out.

She got the glass and due to her sweaty hands the glass slipped and fell breaking into pieces. That made her just avoiding to be hurt which was kinda ironic. Her dad locked his gaze with hers and all she could see was fuming. Fuming with hanger and he took the nearest thing to him which so happened to be a knife.

Of course she tried to explain and say sorry but all he said was that that's what she knows since she was born. It was true. What else could she say when her father hated her for unknown reason to her. She had to apologise to him for all she ever did. For even being born. But he never listened to her, instead he made the situation worse.

Before she knew it, the dagger was in her belly and all she felt at that time was pain. Pain that her dad just killed her because of a replaceable piece of glass. Pain that she was dying without knowing what it felt like to be loved by you own biological father. Yes, he was her biological dad if you're thing he is step. She had done DNA when she had grown up. He didn't need to know that as well.

She needed answers too and she had hoped that he wasn't her dad because it would explain allot to her but he was. He was her real dad yet he treated her like that. Like some piece of garbage. That's how he treated her and she hated herself.

And now here she was. Looking at the most beautiful woman in the restaurant and yet at the moment she saw no beauty. To her beauty isn't about outside appearance. It's about inner and this woman, she was the worst.

To Maya, she had heard enough. Enough of people walking over her all her life. Of people calling her names that she wasn't. She wasn't ugly and she refused to believe that anymore. According to the Bible, she was fearful and wonderful made and she, she wasn't about to let people make her think otherwise. Enough was enough. The last person to do that was Chris. He was the last.